I began touching it with the dirtiest thoughts I could think of- not very dirty, of course, but I felt awful afterwards. Rubbing it felt so good- the ...irst step in a new journey. I was beginning to get turned on, but release was still a long way away. With that in my mind, my hand went into my panties. Looking down, I examined it and suddenly saw it in a new light. I went over it a few times with my fingers. My nipples were already becoming hard and my knickers were getting a bit wet. The. She produced some amazing orgasms on a regular basis and this continued for quite some time. She is definitely not a screamer but her body and soft moaning was enough confirmation that she was experiencing something good and exciting. We continued with this excitement for a long time, changing from one finger to two buried deep into her pussy, she pushing back over my fingers until I can feel the roof of her sex cave, the soft and wetness of her pussy spread over my fingers right into the palm. And that skirt that was so short it was almost obscene. Not that Beth had minded too much. She had fallen pretty much in love with the new girl before 10 o’clock. They’d sat together during morning coffee break and Kathleen kept flashing her sheer panties, either accidentally or deliberately. Beth tried not to look at first, but when she caught Kathleen’s eyes, an understanding seemed to pass between them and she took to openly staring as Beth continued shifting her legs around on the chair,. My ugly half-cousin Pam would be all over me, and all my uncle talked about was golf and his stamp collection. My aunt could put me to sleep just by opening her mouth.So I pulled a Tom Sawyer and raved about the mansion, the servants, the grounds, the horses (Rhonda loves riding horses...). It worked."I've decided to see for myself what a weekend with your rich relatives is like," Rhonda said from my body.I pretended to be angry. Phew! Good work, I complimented myself silently. I didn't even.